Now we can get to the part where Seto gets his camo. Yay! Seto Kaiba gets to come! Him and his badass self. Let's put the Bad to the Bone theme as he comes along. Review please!
Yugi moaned from the sunlight that was shining through the window of Atem's room, which was his room as well. It felt so peaceful, waking up to a bright morning. Yugi took a deep breathe through his nose while staring out the window covered by curtains. The morning was beautiful as usual, but not as beautiful compared to the sleepy face next to Yugi's face.
"Joey, give me back my chips," Atem whispered next to Yugi's ear. His legs started moving about and his arms tightened his grip on Yugi. "That's not... funny."
Yugi enjoyed Atem's sleep. Atem was more clingy and his voice was very soft and gentle. Yugi didn't have to beg for Atem to hold the boy tighter. Yugi felt warm and safe inside Atem's arms whether he was asleep or awake. Still, the simple hugs were starting to become annoying. Yugi wished in his heart that his brother would love him more often and not just in his sleep.
"You're sweet, Yugi," Atem whispered.
"I wish we were closer," Yugi said quietly. He enjoyed talking to Atem in his sleep.
"How can we be closer than this? We're twins remember?" Atem whispered with a smile on his sleepy lips.
"I know, but..." Yugi sighed as he felt a warm kiss on his cheek and a nuzzle against his neck.
"I love you, Yugi. We'll always be together, just you and me."
Yugi closed his eyes and rested his head against Atem's, making it to where their cheeks touched.
"Hey Atem!" A voice called from the room. Atem moaned and rubbed his sleepy eyes. A yawn escaped from him before his head rested against Yugi's chest.
"Yes?" Yugi replied.
Uka opened the door saying, "Atem, it's time to..." She then saw her son with childish features she never knew her son had. "... eat."
"Oh, ok I'm coming," Yugi nodded while hearing Atem's complaining moan. The boy nuzzled his head against Yugi's soft chest.
"Since when are you a morning person?" Uka teased as Yugi chuckled.
"I'm just in a good mood today," Yugi grinned, trying to get up, but Atem's weight was pressing him to the bed. 'Common brother, we need to wake up.'
"No!" Atem complained. "Five more minutes." His face hid behind Yugi's neck to hide the sunlight from his eyes. "More sleep!"
"So, are you gonna get up?" Uka asked happily. "You look like you're pressed to the bed."
"I sorta am. I'll be with ya in a sec," Yugi promised. Uka nodded and left out the room.
Yugi's smile turned to a smirk. He said, "Atem, your brother's drowning!"
"NO YUGI!" Atem gasped in horror before slipping and falling off the bed, thudding on the floor face-down. Yugi burst out laughing his head off. Atem started shaking in annoyance.
"That was so not funny!" Atem shouted.
"It so was," Yugi laughed. "It's a good wake-up call."
"7:00 on a Saturday morning," Atem glared grumpily. He sat on the bed with his face facing the window.
Yugi wrapped his arms around Atem's waist and teased, "aww, is my poor brother a little grumpy." Atem growled in response. "I know what will make you better." Yugi switched Atem into his own body, making it to where his spirit form was in front of his brother.
"No Yugi, don't you even think about it," Atem warned as Yugi's face grew closer to his. "I said no." He backed up toward the front of the bed before Yugi glomped on his brother and nuzzled his face on Atem's face. "Yu... gi... Ugh! Get off my ass!" Yugi's face nuzzled closer against Atem's face, making it to where Atem could only make muffle sounds. If Yugi's head wasn't moving so much, a person could easily mistaken them kissing. Yugi's head then popped away showing an angry-faced Atem and a happy Yugi. "Don't EVER do that again!"
"Aww, but it's so much fun to snuggle," Yugi whined in a childish voice. "You're so cuddly."
"Well you're so annoying. Now get your ass off me," Atem glared before pushing Yugi's spirit off him and walking out the door.
"You're so mean!" Yugi whined as Atem rolled his eyes.
Atem ate some breakfast before deciding to help his grandfather at the shop. It was part of Atem's daily chore to work for his grandfather at the shop since he had no school on Saturdays. The shop was closed on Sundays, which was the only time Atem could get some rest. That was basically Atem's life. Joey would help sometimes, but he was usually busy at his job to pay off his father's debts and to help Serenity.
While Atem was helping at the shop, Yugi spotted a pack of Duel Monster cards and smiled widely in excitement.
"Let's get some cards!" Yugi said.
'Yugi, I have to help grandpa with his shop,' Atem glared.
Yugi glomped Atem to the floor of the shop. Luckily, it wasn't opened yet. Solomon noticed his grandson fell on the ground, probably slipped, but he was always coordinated. Solomon checked to see if Atem was okay and found him behind a shelf looked like he was pinned to the ground by some invisible force. Solomon raised his eyebrows.
"I WANT CARDS!" Yugi whined.
'Stop acting like a child and get off me. This is embarrassing!' Atem shouted in his head as Yugi nuzzled his face against his brother's face.
"Pleeeeaaaasssse! Oh please, oh please, oh please, oh..." Yugi begged while his face nuzzled on Atem's.
"FINE!" Atem shouted before realizing his grandfather was watching him. "Uh... is it okay if I get to be your first costumer?"
Solomon chuckled and replied, "of coarse. In fact, I'll buy them for ya. You seem to be..." he chuckled some more. "... thrown against your will. I hope that puzzle hasn't caused you too much trouble."
Atem blushed cherry red and said, "Uh yeah. I... slipped. It's okay." 'I swear Yugi, you pull that crap on me again and I'll gladly destroy this puzzle!'
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Yugi grinned before kissing Atem on each side of his cheek.
'Yugi,' Atem glared. 'GET OFF MY ASS!'
"Ok, ok," Yugi said while rolling his eyes. Atem got on his feet and retrieved the cards from his grandfather. He rolled his eyes and let out a sigh.
When looking through the cards, there was one in particular that stood out among all the other cards. There was Swords of Revealing Light, Sword of Destruction, Magic Formula, Mystical Elf, and then Dark Magician. The Dark Magician card seemed to be calling out to him. Atem stared hardly onto this card as if he was hypnotized by it.
"That card was calling for us," Yugi said. "I think I might've known him."
'It's a card, Yugi,' Atem glared.
"Not really. There are spirits inside each monster card. I can feel them."
'Well...' Atem said while looking at the Dark Magician card. 'I do feel some sort of connection with Dark Magician.'
"Dark Magician huh?" Solomon said from behind. Atem gasped. "That's a good card. Rare too. I heard there are only six of those made."
"Really?" Atem asked wide-eyed.
"Really. In fact," Solomon replied before reaching into a drawer behind the table where the customers ordered. He got out a Duel Monster's card with a white dragon. "This card is also rare. It was given to me by a dear friend of mine."
"Professor Hawkins?" Atem smirked. "You've been friends with him since you guys were babies."
Solomon chuckled, "well, maybe not THAT long, but a very long time. We weren't always friends, you know."
"I know the story, grandpa. You both started as bitter rivals and hated each other. It was through your rivalry that you both shared a close friendship that will 'last a lifetime,'" Atem smirked knowingly.
"Hm, seems you've been paying attention," Solomon grinned. He then looked at Atem seriously. "Just remember this, you will find other friends besides Joey. There are those that except you for who you are, and then there are those that don't have to. That particular friend will scorn you to make you a better person and you will do the same for him. Those are the type of friends where you can be the most troublesome person and he will never change how he feels towards you."
"I thought you said that friends are supposed to be friendly."
"Most of them are, but only a special friend can be as mean to you as he can and nothing will change between you two. That's how Professor Hawkins and I are. You will find a friend like that if you haven't already. One who will be mean, scorn you, and perhaps insult you, but could never hate him truly. At the same time, he will never truly hate you. He can say it, he can try to fool himself to the point where he actually believes it, but he will never truly hate you, EVER."
"Well, nice lesson for the day, but I think the store is supposed to open soon, isn't it?" Atem smirked as Solomon chuckled and flipped the sign to "Open."
"Just remember what I told you," Solomon winked as soon as he heard the door open for his first customer. Atem turned his head and smirked. "Hold on there, my grandson will help you there, sir."
The boy smirked. He seemed rich, VERY RICH. This interested Atem, besides the curiosity of what was inside the suitcase the boy was carrying. He had short brown hair, hardened blue eyes, and a devilish smirk. Atem walked up to the front desk and flipped the Blue-Eyes White Dragon Card, so it wouldn't be tempting. The boy walked up to Atem who held a devilish smile similar to his own.
"You got any good cards?" the boy asked.
"Depends. I got a Dark Magician, so I'd say your luck is as good as it gets," Atem said.
The boy laughed and said, "I like you. The name's Seto Kaiba, president of Kaiba Corp."
"Aren't you young to be running a company?"
"My father's dead, so I own the company."
"Didn't know companies were monarchy. I thought Japan doesn't do that anymore and businesses are supposed to be more Bureaucratic," Atem smirked with a hint of insult or rudeness. Solomon caught this, there seemed to be some sort of weird tension, but friendliness too.
"You're funny," Seto smirked. He noticed the card under Atem's hand face-down. "Is that your Dark Magician you were speaking of?"
"Na, that's grandpa's card," Atem replied before grabbing Seto's shoulders and bringing his lips to the rich boy's ear. "Don't ask how he got it or he'll give you a boring speech with a 'lesson' to give."
"I heard that Atem!" Solomon smirked as Atem responded with a chuckle.
"I'm not interested," Seto claimed. "To me, friends just get in the way of business, especially if you were where I'm at. You start developing feelings that get in the way of your business and making important decisions to make. You may disagree, you seem to be the type that do, but it's fact."
"If you want me to be honest, I think you're an ass; and to be even more honest, I'm surprisingly liking it," Atem said. "So, what cards do you want?"
"You heard of Blue-Eyes. I've been searching high and low for that card. So far, I have three."
"DANG!" Atem responded. "Did ya hear that Gramps?"
"I heard," Solomon chuckled.
"How much are you willing to pay?"
"Anything, even this," Seto replied, opening his suitcase filled with rare Duel Monster Cards.
"OH SHIT!"
"Atem Moto!" Solomon rebuked.
"Sorry!" Atem apologized. He turned his attention back to Seto. "This is big. You must be desperate. I'll tell you what, talk to my grandpa, he has one. Though, don't expect this to be enough. It was given to him by an old friend and compared to you, he takes friendship very seriously, especially the love/hate friendships."
"You know, it's very rude to tease an old man," Solomon smirked. Atem stuck his tongue out.
"If you want more information, give me a Dark Magician, if you have it, and you got yourself a deal," Atem bargained.
Seto searched through his suitcase with cards and there was another Dark Magician card. Atem made a whistle before taking the card.
"It's right here," Atem smirked flipping the card in his hand over and showing it.
"NO WAY!" Seto gasped while holding onto the card that was still attached by three of Atem's fingers. "Atem, you're a bigger ass than me."
"Thanks," Atem smirked before snatching the Blue-Eyes away. "It's still not my card. You'll have to ask my grandpa instead of taking it and believe me, if it was me, I'd tear the card just to spite you."
"Cute," Seto smirked before closing his suitcase. He turned his head to show his devilish look. "I get the feeling we'll be meeting again.
Solomon smiled while watching Atem talk to Seto. The grandfather started remembering how him and Professor Hawkins first met. It was just like this... sorta. They were teenagers and met at their high school, not in a game shop. Atem had found his rival, but he also found a friend to be himself around. Being once involved in a gang, Atem had a dark heart. Solomon and Uka knew about this. Atem's heart was filled with nothing but darkness and no innocents. Atem needed someone to be himself around and it wasn't Joey.
Atem liked Seto, who would've been someone most hated. For one thing, he was a spoiled rich brat who cared only for himself. He also excluded everyone from his life and would most likely live a bitter life. Atem hated spoiled rich kids since they had everything while he worked his butt to get where he is. He also chose to live a lowlife at one point. Still, for some odd reason, Atem was interested in Seto. There was something about him that attracted the young boy's mind.
Seto decided to talk to the old man who owned the shop. Seto had to get that Blue-Eyes White Dragon even if it meant snatching it from Atem's dirty little hands. Though, Seto would probably end up not doing that, surpringly. Atem seemed to be a former lowlife scum trying to get by. There was darkness in his heart. He also seemed to have lost his innocents, since there was non left. This guy was nothing, but a scum to the rich boy. Though, Seto seemed to be very curious about him. Seto had never acted harshly and coldly around this one. Instead, the guy with the white suit acted more like... himself. The true part of himself that was never shown, even around his little brother. Seto was taught to be cold and harsh around anyone who gets his way.
Solomon was face to face with Seto, who now held a different tone. It seemed like one of a true businessman. Solomon smiled widely.
"I believe you want to talk to me about the Blue-Eyes White Dragon my grandson is holding for me?" Solomon asked.
"You read my mind, old man," Seto said with a simple smile. "I'll give anything for that card. I'm not wanting to buy it, because it's rare."
"You're wanting to buy it for the full price of 5.95," Atem teased in a southern draw.
"SHUT UP!" Seto shouted as Atem chuckled in response.
"Judging from my grandson's french, it seems like you have very good cards. Though, I can't replace a good friend for any money or card. This card means more to me than my own life," Solomon explained. Seto was very angry on the inside, but showed an emotionless face. He smiled.
"I understand," Seto lied.
"No, you're pissed," Atem remarked.
"SHUT THE F*** UP!" Seto shouted in an out-of-control manner. He noticed it was in front of the old man. "Uh... sorry."
Solomon giggled, "don't worry about it. My grandson is a troublemaker, he is. I can tell ya this. You may not understand my reasons, but I know someday you will."
"Hm," Seto responded with a smirk up his lips. He walked out the door and lost his every ounce of tempter when he got to his limo.
Atem sighed while looking at the Blue-Eyes White Dragon card. A smile appeared on his lips.
"It seems you finally found one," Solomon said.
"Who?" Atem asked.
"A friend whom you can be yourself around. Someone that you can be as hateful as you want and he won't judge you for anything."
"I supposed," Atem muttered. "But we've only met and he is a big as.. I mean a jerk."
"It will never matter to you Atem. Seto will probably never admit it to himself that you both are already sharing a close bond. Keep that boy close, Atem. He will mean so much more to you than you know."
"Am I gonna grow old and tell my grandson a long boring story on how we became friends?"
Solomon giggled, "perhaps."
"He's right, you know," Yugi said. "I can tell you really like Seto. I feel some sort of spark in your heart when you saw Seto."
Atem stared out the window and a smile appeared on his lips. A sigh escaped from him before continuing to help his grandfather.
After helping Solomon with the shop, Atem joined with his friends at the arcade. He was playing Duel Monsters with Joey, or at least Yugi was. He kept beating Joey in every single card game. Joey was getting frustraited with losing every single duel. The friends were laughing their heads off.
"My Flaming Swordsman attacks you!" Joey announced.
"Swords of Revealing Light!" Yugi announced before placing Dark Magician on the field. "I summon Dark Magician to attack your Flaming Swordsman. Game over!"
"DAMNIT!" Joey shouted.
"That's fifteen to zip," Tristan joked.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Joey shouted.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the asshole. Who's your fanclub?" Seto asked with a hint of insult before Yugi changed to Atem.
"Hey! You got a problem with me?" Joey shouted who would've killed Seto if Tristan and Hanaski didn't hold the blond back.
"Na, why would I want to deal with scums like you? Besides, I was talking to your friend who needs to brush his hair," Seto smirked.
"At least I look sexy," Atem smirked with his arms crossed. The friends eyed their friend who took the insult quite well. "How many girls have you slept with... non?"
"Funny," Seto said while rolling his eyes. "Virgin and still am. I don't get involved with that kind of shit."
"I haven't done it since I was fifteen."
"Can tell. You're easy to read, Atem. Anyways, I was wanting a duel," Seto said. "I can tell you're a duelist from meeting you at the shop. You know the cards and everything. I bet you even have your own deck."
Atem showed his deck and said, "it's not balanced yet. I use it like this to piss off Joey."
"HEY!" Joey glared.
"I'm kidding. It's balanced, though not enough for defeating you," Atem said. "I've read your duels in the Newspaper."
"We may not be able to duel, but there is something we can try," Seto smirked.
Atem and Seto were playing a game of racing. Each of them were inside a seat and their cars were of their liking. Atem had a black car with a white stripe in the middle while Seto drove a white car with a blue dragon on the top. When the light turned green, their cars started driving. Joey, Hanaski, and Tristan watched the two race furiously. They were neck in neck. Atem's eyes were narrowed and Seto's face showed pure hatred.
Seto turned his eyes toward Atem who was focused and cold-eyed. This made the rich boy become filled with more energy to beat this guy. There was NO WAY Seto will be beaten by this scum. He turned his car to knock Atem off the track. He did the same to Seto. They were fighting over the track with sweat pouring from their necks and heads. They passed the finish line as the big bold letters read "TIED".
"SHIT!" Atem and Seto shouted at the same time while banging their fists on the machine. The three friends backed away.
"Wow, I've never seen Atem this frustrated over losing, winning, or... ending up in a tie before," Hanaski said.
"Same here," Joey agreed. "And I've known Atem all my life."
Seto glared cold and hard. He stared into Atem's cold violet eyes. He knew he was facing the eyes of his true rival who would get in the way of victory. Anger stirred in the blue-eyed man's body, blood, and soul. At the same time, Seto could feel the same spark that was shown in the game shop when he first met Atem. A smirk appeared on both the boys' faces.
"I've never tied with anyone. Looks like I found my first rival," Seto smirked.
"I agree," Atem agreed. "I want to duel you, Seto."
"Same here. It's too bad I don't have all four dragons."
"Nice try, rich boy," Atem smirked before pulling out his deck. "Although, I'll trade if you want..." The cards then slipped out of his hand and scattered all over the floor. "DAMNIT!"
Seto rolled his eyes and helped pick up the cards. On the floor, he spotted the Blue-Eyes White Dragon. Atem was too busy picking up his cards to notice it or what Seto was about to do. He smirked evilly and sneaked a fake card of Blue-Eyes White Dragon that he made just in case. Seto quickly switched the cards and handed the cards to Atem with the fake Blue-Eyes White Dragon not showing. For some reason, Seto felt a huge lump in his throat.
"Here," Seto said. Atem nodded and snatched his cards. He checked the cards to make sure he had them all.
"Trade?" Atem asked.
"No thanks. You're my rival. We are not supposed to give each other cards. The Dark Magician was an exception, because we weren't rivals until this point."
"Hm," Atem smirked. He stared at the cards again. "Where do you want to meet for the duel?"
"My mansion. Here's the address," Seto replied, revealing his card that showed the address.
"We'll even make things more interesting," Atem smirked. "Heard of an anti rule?"
"I have."
"If I win, you give me back my grandpa's card."
Seto's face showed hatred. Atem showed the same.
"You son of a bitch," Atem muttered. "I can tell you were f***ing with me." He showed the fake Blue-Eyes White Dragon, which had no publishing label. "You can use your precious Blue-Eyes when we duel and it won't just be any 'game,' Seto."
"Very well. Anti rule works with me," Seto smirked as he took his suitcase and left the arcade room. Atem stared at his rival with a smirk up his lips.